Alien Love Slave (Sex Slave Series #1) (6 page)

The smaller blooms instantly released my breasts, dropping them
;
unfortunately, the tongues held fast to my nipples
, acting as though they were stuck in position. The tongues raised and lowered my breasts, stretching my nipples until they fully bore the weight of my large breasts.

The plant’s vines and flowers thrashed wildly
,
and it seemed as though it was in pain. Only after the smaller blooms released more pollen into my face, did my jaw finally relax and open, freeing the plan
t
from the confines of my mouth.

The dark green phallus quickly
shrank
back into the bulb of
the flower
,
seeking refuge from its recent trauma. As though taking a moment to gather itself or reassess the situation, the bulb
s
of the plants stopped shaking and began to sway in front of me once again.

The tongues of the flowers still held onto my nipples, but they were not pulling as forcefully, having lowered back down once again.
This time, the vines within the smaller blooms encircled my breasts first before the flowers came forward to enclose their petals.

The large bulb, having recovered evidently, dove at my body once again, swiping its
sun-
bright petals over my stomach, abdomen and thighs. Again, the phallus eased from within its protective home, growing to its previous length.

Two more vines worked their way up my legs as the bulb of the largest flower caressed the juncture between my legs. I was so wet, a line of the chalky dust from the yellow flower coated my thighs and the front of my pubic bone.

The vines reached their destination as they tickled the inside of my thighs,
searching for my entrance. Finally, they found the lips of my pussy and spread them
open
as the giant yellow flower rubbed against my clit.

“Oh
,
yes, right there!” I yelled as the spongy extension grazed on a downward angle against my most sensitive spot.
Whether the plant actually listened to me is unknown, but it did continue to pleasure me nonetheless.

Moving
back and forth
,
the surface of the phallus
massaged
my clit until I was pushing against it, increasing the friction. My botanical lover knew exactly how to touch me and please me as it continued
work
ing my sensitive
nub
.

While the bulb’s penis teased and rubbed my clit, the tongues clenching my nipples and breasts continued their squeezing and tugging until I exploded in orgasm. “Fuck,
yes!
Ohgodohgodohgod!” I screamed as the plant pleasured me into oblivion.

Never in a million years would I have ever guess
ed
a plant could possibly learn my body in the first place, but this one knew
what my body needed
,
a
nd we’d only just met!

Honey ran from my pussy, drenching my thighs
and
making my legs slick with moisture.
Sweat ran between my breasts as I gasped in air, high from my orgasm.

As I came down from my climax, the plant
slowed its tugging, squeezing and caressing on my breasts and nipples. It was quite impressive that the grays had communicated the preferences of a human female to the plant
,
and I was a bit awed at the whole thing.

The plant’s coned head moved in-between my legs and began to gently prod at the lips of my labia. My blissful climax was slowly receding
,
and
my mind was beginning to clear, the fog slowly receding. The thought only crossed my mind for a second, but
I wonder
ed
how the plant wa
s going to try to impregnate me.

I could see the devastation of the plants’ world all around me, but I didn’t understand how my body could possibly be used to procreate with this species. There wasn’t time to consider the possibilities
because the next thing I knew,
the plant shoved its phallus deep inside of my pussy.

Crying
out in surprise and pleasure, the plant’s rod slid into me with ease. It felt incredibly good as it moved, which shocked me in a way. Yes, I was supposed to
experience pleasure, but this was
more
than that – the sensation made me feel full and stretched and it was fucking amazing.

The appendage began to pump into and out of me furiously
,
and I could see its shaft slick with my juices each time it pulled out of my womb.
It swirled itself around as though it was a spoon and my pussy was the mixing bowl – the sensation
intense
ly fulfilling.

It withdrew suddenly as the two smaller blooms hovered next to my face. I knew I would be splattered w
ith more glitter any moment, and I closed my eyes, ready for the dusty rain. When it didn’t happen right away, I cracked open one eye to see the reason for the delay.

With every fiber of my being, I wished I would have kept my eyes closed as I saw a change taking place in the gigantic bloom in front of me. Huge circular protrusions were making their way up the stalk of the plant
, the size of each had to be close to a softball.

“No, no, no,” I shook my head as I watched the ascent of the moving balls. Though only moments ago I had felt such incredible pleasure,
it was chased away like a dog with its tail between its legs as fear took over.

It wa
s little relief to see the lumps
become slightly smaller as they reached the “neck” of
the flower, just under the head, but t
he
frightening
image of the previous size of the
bulges was already burned into my brain.

Suddenly, the
head of the flower tilted backwards until it
s
penis-like member faced the sky. Clear liquid ran over the top
of
its tip as the stalk shivered wildly.
A thin
yellow
straw extended from the
pistil
of the plant’s shaft
.

Horror
filled me as my mind fully comprehend
ed exactly where that phallus was headed as it moved between my legs once again.
How much was this going to hurt? Was it going to stab me with that hollow stick-like sword on the end of its shaft? I had little doubt that was exactly what was going to happen.

The blooms on either side of my head spewed
glittery pollen on my face
,
and I couldn’t avoid the clouds of dust
regardless of the way I turned my head
. I pulled with all of my strength at the bonds holding my wrists and ankles, trying in vain to free myself from the vines’ grip.

I screamed as I felt the tip of the phallus push between the lips of my sex and lifted my hips every which way to remove it from my entrance. In response to my reluctance, more vines crawled up my legs to tighten around my abdomen, making my body immobile.

Even though the dust was beginning to cloud my mind, the adrenaline flooding my body overrode the sensation
feebly. I could feel my pussy’s honey slipping down my thighs
,
and I could see my tightened areolas flush a darker pink, my body becoming aroused in spite of my fear.

The plant shoved itself insi
de my sex
,
and I shouted, “No, please! Stop!” at the top of my lungs. In response, the two smaller blooms belched more glitter onto my face
,
and within seconds, I was as mentally high as a kite.

One
last protest came out as a “noommpphhh” as my body was filled with the thick plant.
I could feel the small straw pushing upward, prodding at my cervix, looking for the opening to my womb.

I felt a pinch, but from that point on, the only sensation was
bliss
as the plant worked my body like a master. The shaft of the plant hammered in and out of m
e, making me feel so amazing
,
I found myse
lf meeting it thrust for thrust, helping the plant fuck me.

I felt more than saw the hard golf-ball sized bulges as they passed the lips of my sex and ventured into the coned head of the plant.
I tossed my head back as the phallus expande
d then collapsed, expanded then collapsed inside of me
,
massaging my inner muscles.

Without my realizing it, another vine had reached toward my pussy and was teasing my clit, my body clenching and squeezing in response. The tongues on my nipples tightened and released, pulled and relaxed, the slight pain mixed with pleasure building my climax ever closer.

The vines around my breasts
vibrated
,
and the petals of the smaller blooms caressed and teased my orbs
,
sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. By now, I’d lost count of how many of the globular objects had been pushed into my cervix, but I gathered the amount had to be staggering
.

Although m
y abdomen was beginning to feel full
and even looked as though it was rounding slightly from the outside, I was still too far gone on pollen dust to give a damn. I’d worry about it later
,
and the thought passed as the strumming of my clit pushed me over the edge and into climax.

I yelled my orgasm to the
world
as the flower’s phallus pumped into me at a fever-pitch. In my life, I’d never felt anything so good as that spongy, elongated flower head shoving in and out of me so
vehemently.

My pussy continued to spasm uncontrollably
,
and I had no doubt I was helping to shove those little circular globs farther into my womb.
I felt as though I was on fire as my nipples pulsed, feeling as though they would explode.

The friction of the cone-shaped pistil felt so incredible,
and
along with the vine expertly
rubbing my clit and the tongues tweaking my nipples
,
it
was too much for my mind to take.

Whether it was the flo
wer’s fluid or the honey from my pussy, I couldn’t tell, but my legs were running with so much wetness, it began to drip off my dangling toes.

The phallus continued to fuck me relentlessly, pushing in and pulling out of me like a machine that would never tire. Again, I orgasmed hard, and stars exploded from behind my closed eyelids.

The amount of endorphins coursing through my body was sending me on
a trip like I’d never experienced. Finally, after three more orgasms, my body decided I couldn’t take any more stimulation
,
and I blacked out, blissfully peaceful.

There was a sweet liquid running out of my mouth
,
and I ran my hand across my lips to wipe away the tickling sensation. A strand from a nearby flower had been feeding
its
sugary
nourishment into my mouth
,
and I had to admit, it was delicious.

Still on my back, I realized it was dark.
I was surrounded by a wall of flowers, encased within
a
small prison of thick stalks
.
I doubted anything could get into
my little concealed area either, so I suppose it depended on how I chose to look at it – I was trapped in or everything else was prevented from getting in
to me
.

I moved to sit up and was more than a little stunned to find that my stomach had swollen to the size of a basketball.
I nearly vomited as I realized I was pregnant with the flower’s...whatever the hell they were.

As much as I tried not to panic, it was impossible to not hyperventilate as a million thoughts ran through my head. What was going to happen to me? What would the flowers do with me? Was I going to become nourishment for the flower’s offspring?

A familiar voice
sounded
,
and I felt my emotions receding into calmness. “Relax, Sidney. You need not be
fearful. Has this species not given you more pleasure than your fragile mind could handle? You seemed to enjoy their touches and caresses on your body.

“
In twelve hours, you will give birth to this species’ seedlings, continuing their lifecycle for hundreds of years.
It is not in their interest to hurt you; in fact, they will care for your every physical need. You are protected by the contract we hold with them.
Now rest, Sidney. You will need your strength for later.”

Damn the grays! They had
obviously
been watching me, but how?
Were there cameras somewhere in the fucking flowers for god’s sake? How... again my delicate human brain relented
,
and I drifted off to sleep once again.